ph: Film Fancier
I haven't fallen in love yet. I'm only eighteen, still a baby, but that doesn't stop me from wanting it so badly.
As my second semester of college comes around the corner, I cannot help but think "will he be in this room?", as I walk into new classes; a clean slate, they don't know me and I don't know them.
Believe it when it's said, I'm not desperate nor do I need a boyfriend. Believe it when it's said, I just want to know what it feels like, to have someone in which you can be 100% yourself, that will love all your flaws as you love his or hers.
You see i am a sucker for books, and sappy stories, though I do not like showing it. Both happy endings and tragic endings appeal to me because the characters in stories always feel something nonetheless. Dreaming is all I have ever known.
So I'm terrified that I'll be one of those girls who never falls in love because it hasn't happened yet. I'm also terrified that I'll be one of those girls who falls for anyone just to see if love could be found there.
Who will love the girl who loves getting lost in a book,
chasing those fantasies that only exist in her mind?
chasing those fantasies that only exist in her mind?
Who will love the girl who suddenly gets quiet because she got a bad vibe,
so it ruins her whole day?
so it ruins her whole day?
Who will love the girl who gets lost is her train of thoughts and will never be able to tell you why she got lost in the first place?
Who will love the girl who yearns for those midnight talks about life and what it has to bring?
Who will love the girl?
I know that I'm not the only one out there who feels this way. Younger, older, wiser: there are many of us. It's a scary concept, love, but I still want to feel it.
-L.C
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